I know I was just 4 yrs old in 2009, but I remember listening to this song in the car and I finally found out what the name of the song was 2 yrs ago and I never stopped listening to it since. Thanks to Brandon Guyer.
Breaking on the bread Dispatching all the dough Listen spirit filled Cuz in parables I flow Lord of the lamb Come to make me glow Escape from the dark Now glory to him I blow Words of praise and shout Be pouring from my mouth When I feel his presence I know what I’m about Guards are lifted up The shield and blood appear Mystery could be found Within the words I bear Try to save my life So preaching to the dear Accept Jesus Christ If you love yourself you’ll hear And those who play deaf I pray for their redemption So we may all be saved And avoid Gods rejection
+DowellForPASenate No. I mean lyrically, you ain't doin it I'm the closest thing to tune that you can get lyrically and that's proven came from him personally.
Here in 2020, I wish things will become better for us. As it seems like a tragedy is happening every day, almost. Stay safe and stay strong out there my peeps.
I awake in my bed and i pray. Glad and fortunate enough that I can see another day. but Ima get up and live it like its my last. Cuz our time on this earth can end so fast. In this town there is no hope. Many try to rob the stores others go sell dope. People living on the street want they fix of coke. They say this land is a noose so im cutting the rope. I used to dream of being rich and famous. and now the spot is there but i just need a chance to claim it. Many politicians full of greed there minds are brainless. say They hurting for the money but dont know what pain is.
you know they all love it, when its spose too be took, watch witness a crook, b lie b the good book, book on the law ashes to ashes dust to dust, in God we trust, aaahhhh helllnaaahh, kind like dddaaammm hear me when im on, life of a man facein bond, crazy shhitt jus keeps come in on an on an on,
WHO CAN HOLD ME DOWN, WHEN GOD IS MY VICTORY HE WILL GET ME BACK UP, HIS PLANS ALWAYS SUCCEEDS AND IM SO GLAD FOR EVERTHING THAT HE DID FOR ME DELIVERY, NO MORE WORKING WITH ENEMY THIS AINT A MOVIE SCENE BUT A TESTIMONY WHAT JESUS DID FOR ME,HE WILL DO FOR YOU HOLD ON, RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER THERE´S BREAKTHROUGH
Sittin' in the middle and we're up above the bottom Not on top so we troll around within' em' Hit the spot and rip somethin' you know is gonna hit em' Show and tell with verified memory... ...collecting every vision.
coming up on struggle's, getting blowed lke some bubble's. I keep watch im feeling like a hubble. My time is consumed thinking bout my troubl's, I want to more for dinner than two mcdouble's. Keepin on that shine and remeberng it's only I, all alone, coming to realty grindin to survive, Drizzy said everybody Live's but were not all alive. ............
Kane is in the building Now tell me how you love it You know you're at the top when only heaven's right above it We on, cause we on Who else really tryna fuck with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley G bro Flyin' Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you somethin' that you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow, and uh My real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews We walk the same path, but got on different shoes Live in the same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars I never get to use Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole Plus I been sippin' so this shit is movin' kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go Now tell me how you love it You know you're at the top when only heaven's right above it We on It's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't runnin' with it, run from it motherfucker, alright Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boot purse And I don't bust back because I shoot first Meet me on the fresh train Yes I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a fuck, X Games Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex change And I smoked 'til I got chest pains And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckin' plane Skinny pants and some Vans Call me Triple A, get my advance in advance, Amen As the world spin and dance in my hands Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand Uh, wake up and smell the pussy You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me I'm on a paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killer but don't push me Now tell me how you love it You know you're at the top when only heaven's right above it We on It's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't runnin' with it, run from it motherfucker, alright Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boot purse And I don't bust back because I shoot first Uh How do he say what's never said? Beautiful black woman, I bet that bitch look better red Limpin' off tour cause I made more off my second leg Motherfuckin' Birdman Junior, eleventh grade Ball on automatic start I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw Wildcat offense, check the paw prints We in the building, you niggas in apartments Uh, now-now c'mon be my blood donor Flow so nice, you ain't gotta put a rug on her Do it big and let the small fall under that Damn, where you stumbled at? From where they make gumbo at? Kane got the fuckin' beat jumpin' like a jumping jack And you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-hop; I'm the heart of that, nigga nothin' short of that President Carter, Young Money Democrat Uh Now tell me how you love it You know you're at the top when only heaven's right above it We on It's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't runnin' with it, run from it motherfucker, alright Now somebody show some money in this bitch (yeah) And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? (soop whoop) And I got my gun in my boot purse (five star) And I don't bust back because I shoot first (yeah) (alright) Yeah We on Young Mula, Young Mula baby
You gotta stay yourself dont let you down cause one day you gon catch the crown I believe it cause I achieved it and I know its coming back around dont let them niggas come back you down be the best mayweather or pacqiuo George or Tyson Ali Frazier be the best achieve much greater
My mother's, Mama, Told me, "; This too shall pass;" That truth gon last! Oooooh don't ask, Where I been?? Non-materialist, But if you must know, I been trying to get the smoovest Jag... Trying do this fast.. & Not come in last... Not late.. Matter fact I'm 30 minutes early... The running time of a sitcom show... So when you wake up, You never think I don't, Take this serious Mr. Fishbourne, I'm furious, taking out trash... Cuz waste is waste.. And new is better, God you knew me better.. My brother even wrote me a letter... This life from here on out, assist me to treasure.. I just want to know and love me.. Forever..... **89 CJ
